Hector MacLean
A survivor of the Hundred Years’ War, Hector is a dark mercenary with an even darker past. Hector has found himself the unlikely chief of Lochbuie, and the noble War Chief for the King of the Isles as he works to defeat the Wolf of Badenoch.
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Birthday/Age: October 24, 1348 (35)
Nickname: Hec (by friends and family), the Beithir (by reputation)
Appearance: Giant, battle honed, scarred cheek, black curly hair, other-worldly blue eyes
Background: From the Isle of Mull, Hector is the second born son of the MacLean chief. In the aftermath of a tragedy, Hector spends seven years in France as a hired warrior.
Marriages: Cara MacLean
Relationships:
Wife: Cara MacLean
Children: Eamon MacLean
Best Friend: Léo MacKinnon
Brother: Lachlan MacLean
Uncle & Mentor: Padraig MacLean
Cousin: Calum MacLean
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Occupation: Chief of Clan MacLean of Lochbuie, War Chief of the King of the Isles, Mercenary
Skills: Battle axes (expert), close quarters combat, swords, expert marksman, swift, agile, daggers. Clever, decisive, wise.
Hobbies: Fishing, hunting, running, axe throwing, sailing, languages (Scottish, Irish, French, English, Latin), outdoors cooking. text goes here
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Everything seemed to take on slow movement as Hector homed in, watching her roll to her back, hurt. Her fingers went to her forehead and came away thick with blood. A man delivered a kick to her ribs, another man, a fist to her mouth and nose.
The hairs on the back of Hector’s neck rose. A voice, ancient and brave, called him into battle and spoke two words. Protect her.
The berserker, long hidden in the shadows, stepped into the light. Righteous anger roused him from his hibernation and beckoned him forward.